The Record Loss and The Freak Out

So hey there! Nice to see you reading my blog again. Ah, it feels so good when people actually read what I write. The Good Times.

I really have to tell you about the thin between me and the Records Notes. I have a very special relationship with them. I handle them with ultimate care. I Wrap them, label them, decorate them. I am just kidding, I’ve never done these stuff unless it’s the day of that record’s exam or when I have to get sign for that record. I handle records so badly that  I tend to lose them quite often and I usually just find them the day before the exam.

I am this guy  in this class who everyone gets the record to write from. Well, I am in no way to brag here but I lend records to help people complete theirs. Not everyone wants to be this guy. The one who will take all the effort and completes the records/assignment whereas the friends can just take the privilege of just copying from this guy. It’s insane. Really. But it also feels good when you think deep that you’re actually helping people. I mean, your friends. Well, there’s nothing here to brag about, I finish a lot of my Records/Assignments usually a day or two delayed from the due submission date only but truth is that there are students who are in the mindset that they can get the signature on the day of exam before entering the examination hall.

I’ve never been able to be like that. If I ever was like that, I’ll probably die from the fear whether or not the course teacher will be available at the Examination Hall to get signature. But my friends are hell brave and Confident. They never lose hope, they’ll just casually swing by an unsigned assignment to the Exam Hall and even Braver they bring the Records too straight to the Hall. You know what, it requires certain amount of…wait….a humungous amount of guts to do that. To be frank, I can’t be like that. Take it your way; I am way too afraid to do that. The way the External Staff comes is one thing that you can never guess. You expect an easy staff but BAM you get the Eternal Psycho. And when you fear your external to be a brutal Animal you get a Bunny rabbit. You get the point, right?

The fact is, I lend my records/assignments just the moment I get sign from the Course teacher. Say, I am getting signature for my “Crop Production” record from my Course Teacher Mr. Ravi Kumar sir, as soon as the ink dries after he signs and I walk with a smile back to seat, all I’ll be hearing is a “machan, machan, machan” and “POOF!” the record will be in someone else’s hands. I mean, this is good. I don’t have to take the record back with me to my room, so that means “Weightage Reduced”. We get too excited for the temporary things and the stupid mind wouldn’t even think of what is in store for in the future.

This kinda happens to me the day before every exam: “I can’t find my Record”

See if you've been reading my blog for quite a while now, you must have known that I am a huge Absent minded guy. So that’ll mean that the “Machan machan machan” sound will just mean the sound and my stupid, idiot, nonsense, country brute mind wouldn't be able to recollect of whose sound it was and to whom I gave the record to. I’ll be all at sea and deep in thoughts meditating about to whom/where I gave/kept my record. But it’ll be in total vain.

Have you ever seen this movie THE RING? You sure might have. The movie has this concept of getting a phone call as soon as you watch a video from a videotape. The call will be out of nowhere right? Just like that, I’ll get a call from a friend before the day of the exam and he’ll say “Machan, un record enta iruku da” (Bro, your record is with me) or I’ll go to my three spots where I can search  for my record. It’ll be there definitely. Because, whenever I go these friends’ rooms, sometimes I leave my stuff there. So there’s a big possibility that I might have left my record too or even when some friends who take my record from me and complete stop by here and drop it in this room which is my friend Raj Kumar who is the representative of the class.

I was happy when I always kept experiencing this shit. You don’t know the pain of loss unless you've experienced it yourself (Guhan, this is an way big quote for your simple record book theory, so just quit it) I kept getting my record back exactly when I needed it, no problems arose so I never had to bother even a bit. Universe always has this special place for you when it can literally sweep you off the floor when you expect it the least.

So, this story happened this semester. Yeah, yeah the story is just beginning. Lose the yawning. This was a big semester for me. But the record works were quite easy on the whole. So, before the attendance was over we did and completed, well, I did and completed all of the records and got signature before the attendance closure. I thought “That escalated quickly.”

Then after two days of holidays, the practical exam started and the exam were a pain in the neck. You know why? I had exams by 6:30. No, not p.m. but yes a.m.  Can you believe that? Exams before even the roosters are up. I feel like crying now. Why should I always be the one who gets in these tricky batches anyway??? Well, to be true, I have no friggin’ idea. I had to wake up way too early and study (only in the mornings) and then have to make sure that I don’t fall asleep in the middle where my mom will be calling repeatedly to check on me. So this being the case, the practical exam was quite a pain in the arse. Yeah, it was. Man, it was horrible to be waking at those undevil-ing hours.

So, yeah. This Biochemistry exam was the very next day when I completed my “that day” exam and came to my room and decided to take a nap. And I took for like a long time, a really long time.  When I woke up I searched for the record and I couldn't find it. I wasn't surprised as I thought that it’ll be somewhere in my friend’s room. But when I called the Raj Kumar’s room up and asked he said, it was not there. I repeat  “It is not there”

There. It’s time for me to start panicking. Not so soon. I thought maybe I’ll make some calls to my friends. See there are these three spots I told you about no? where I go or my records end up being. My Representative’s room, The Malligai Hostel, The Kurinji Hostel. You know about the representative’s room, the Malligai illam is where some of my friends are staying. Sometimes my records would have been borrowed by them and they’ll have it. And my one friend who often comes to my room stays in the Kurinji Illam and sometimes he too has my records. So I called them up and told them to search for it. But it was total waste of time, they too didn't’t have it.

Now that all my chances of getting the record were lost, yes, you’re right. It was time for me to start panicking. AHHHHHHHHH! Well yeah, now. I went to tis rep’s room that evening after that nap. I slept till 3 in the evening. So I probably got ready and went there by 5.30 I guess. I told them that I’ve searched everywhere. The problem was that I've never lost a record like this and even so not till the day before that specified exam. The thing is I can make a new record that night itself and I have to get sign from the respective course teachers before the exam. When was my exam? 6.30 and when? In the friggin’ morning. Mostly the course teachers are hard to meet before that. You know, the tension you’ll be having to know whether or not the staff will be available. This was a collaboration subject where it was split with two subjects and the subjects being handled by two staffs which means I have to meet both of them for the Signature.

So as I reached this Rep’s room, there’s a guy in his room who already lost his record of the same subject. One of the staffs of this subject really was a strict guy and he would be pissed off so madly that he actually tore my friend’s record when he took a new record for getting sign after he lost his old one. He probably drew a diagram illegible due to the hurry. He told sir that he lost the record and the sir replied “Just because you lost it, doesn't give you the rights to draw whatever the way you want” and tore the record and threw it towards the door. This was one that I was scared of. Well, I have heard a lot about this sir. He is very..you know..ah..yeah….you know…kind of….way too strict.

A really good thing happened to my friend that after he got his new record torn and thrown away he found his old record which had been already signed. But after his record was torn and thrown ( I am telling that way lot more I guess ) he bought a new record and during his process of writing it, he got the old one back. I had this option, I could write on his record because he hadn't written name on it which turned out to be a good thing for me.

It was a small record only and already my friend had completed half of it. I had only a half to draw. I began without any further ado. I wrapped it up very soon (well I am scribbler. You guys know me) Then the other thing has to be achieved. The Signature. After finishing, I called up both of the sirs and both of them asked me to come to their places by the night and get the signature. I couldn't waste anytime. In the meantime, the friends in the room went to solve a problem. A 2^nd year boy hit our friend with a stump. So they went to clear the problem off.  On the other hand, I borrowed a TVS Scooty from my friend Rahul Tangkhu. I zoomed in search of both of their houses which I had no idea where they were.

This is probably the first time I was asking for their home directions on the phone, for what, getting sign on the record. I mean, they are kind enough to do that, I couldn't be more happier. The first home I went was the “Strict Sir”. He was so polite to me and took the record and signed it and gave it back to me. And he wished me for the exam too. Man, that was cool. I was fearing a lot but he said no word. And yes, I had another stop to make. I found directions to the other staff’s room and he too was waiting with a Red pen in his hands. As soon as I entered I explained it all again and he didn’t even utter a word other than “It’s okay.”. He was in his free-est in his home. It was good to see him without his formal dresses and all but he still rocked his Samsung S3 in his hand after he signed my record.

I was on luck that day. Thanks to the already half written record. Thanks to the good moods of the staffs on that day that was warm enough for me to go get signs in their respective homes too. Remember the problem my friends went to solve, yeah, the guy got beaten by a stump and got his hand bone cracked or something. They were in the college hospital, yeah, my college has a hospital (Which we call the OP) so I went to see him. Usually I would be wandering in my cycle which makes my going places very low. But now that I had this TVS scooty with me, I fueled it for 50 bucks and zoomed to the hospital. Yeah, that guy ended up okay and they just patched his hand up. Good thing is that he got injured in his left hand.

SO we all came to The Rep room (It’s kinda getting like a thing now). And we talked for sometime and then we slept. Then the next morning people were stumbling to read for the morning exam. The guy with the injury also was in our batch of the morning exam. As I woke up to read for the exam after the sleep. Suddenly I received a call from a friend.

The phone rang for like a single ring and I could see the caller Id for a second 

“Vaepam Poo Calling”

(It is a big story behind that name)

It was obviously a Missed Call. So I called him back, it was unusual of him to call him that time. Some people call me at that time to tell me to bring Brown Sheets/Stick Files/Labels for the records/Biscuits (;p) whilst coming. But this guy has never called me up for something like that. I called him up and asked what was up. He was in his sleep talk. He said something which made me laugh. I couldn't believe it. 

He said : “Dude, I have your Record”. There was nothing I could do but to laugh. I was standing outside and talking.i went into the room where my friends were already reading for the exam . I told them,“ Dudes, Vaepam Poo has my record”

And I replied “Why couldn't you have broken this news to me when I have reached the Exam hall?”

Well, that’s kinda it.

So yeah, while reading it might sound lame but you don’t even know how I felt all throughout. I panic a lot which made the situation even more harder for me. I know this was a stupid post to make, but well. I typed this. And yes, I wrote the exam well and good. That’s a good sign till now.

Anyways, thanks a ton for bearing with my words.

Regards,

Guhan.